Unplanned Illumination - Moving with Change

I was listening to the rustle of the wind in the leaves in the middle of the night.   My office faces our back yard and when I open the screen on the back door I can sit and write facing the yard.  It's like writing outside without the bugs.

Last night, I could feel the light  breeze over the plants and the large rubber tree back there, and it felt like the back yard was breathing. Its breath drifted through the leaves and the leaves hummed from the pure pleasure of it.  "Hello Wind..." I thought.

I could hear the voice of the wind answering me in the silence of the middle of the night, leaving me with this profound sense of illumination.  The best part about the experience was that it was completely unplanned.

Rushing around in control-freak "small mind" mode I often miss the unplanned.  It's easy to feel as if I'm engaging in a struggle - a battle to push everything into set parameters.  The risk is that I bash into a wall that isn't there at all, struggling and attacking when there is nothing to attack.  In other words, if I'm walking around the world in battle-mode, it is because I am struggling within myself.

The wind last night helped me remember that every struggle is internal.  The fight only looks external, but really every joy, every fear, every anger, every pain belongs to me, and I can choose to pause, stop it, and listen to the wind.